Monday, January 3, 2011

tribute # 258 - senior neighbour (1992)

travelled in a golf cart,
or wheezing with canes

when the fire alarm came
he was huffing, red.

8 flights of fright.
gruff, ordering people

to save themselves
"pass me! don't help.

go, go." helpless.
how much do I resist help?


Lodo Grdzak said...

Guess there comes a time where you're not afraid to let it go.

Pearl said...

pride? life? self-assuredness?